Monday, April 12, 2010

Time Flies When You're... Throwing Up

I just want to say this: I am three months' pregnant. I am officially in my second trimester. How did THAT happen? (Answer: via the lowest progesterone I've ever had and still successfully supported a pregnancy! I'm a medical marvel!)

But seriously. This pregnancy is kind of flying by so far, AND so far it's all been kind of sucky, with bleeding scares and horrid nausea and sinus infections and Grim Winter. Think how fast it's going to go NOW, with summer and weekend trips and shopping for teh bebe and... You know, general Fun In The Sun type activity. I haven't even started making name lists yet! I haven't begun my complaint pregnancy journal yet! I haven't yet compiled my usual obsessive, control freak List of Ridiculous, In-No-Way-Related-To-The-Baby Things That Must Be Done Before Baby!

I'm also freaking out a little about having three kids. That's more HANDS than I have, people. I can't even grab them all at once. I see a lot of baby wearing in my future, I'll tell you that. Which of course means I have to find a new sling, since my old one got recalled for SUFFOCATION HAZARD. Nice.

Beyond that most practical and worrisome concern is the other stuff that goes with babies. Constant diapers. Constant nursing. That giant, back-breaking carseat. Baby STUFF all over the place. Not being able to leave the baby for longer than two or three hours, or else face pumping, which I hate a whole lot and never works very well for me, despite a very expensive pump. Not being able to drink much caffeine, still, or more than one glass of wine.

As much as pregnancy isn't really my thing, especially the last trimester, I am kind of glad of it, this time. It's comforting to know that by the end I will be DESPERATE to get that kid out of me. I am kind of thinking that if it weren't for the physical misery of the last few weeks, I would never want to actually birth the baby! I'd just want to pat my little bump, knowing its gender and name, feeling it kick and jump, and say, "Yes, this is my third child, right here. Safe and sound. I'm just going to keep it in here like a kangaroo's pouch for another year or two until we're REALLY ready."

I'm guessing feeling REALLY prepared and competent to handle a third kid probably never happens, though, except to people like Michelle Duggar. I'll do ok, though, right?

16 comments:

Hillary said...

Oh you're going to be great, though that's the finest reasoning I've heard for the miseries of the last weeks of pregnancy.

bananafana said...

you're going to be great! maybe having 3 kids will feel like a cakewalk after this pregnancy! hopefully the summer will help it speed by and you'll start feeling better

Marie Green said...

While I'm sure there will be a few bumps to adding that 3rd babe into the mix, I bet it will go smoothly overall. You are such an experienced mom now, and so you'll be relaxed about much of the stuff that would have a new mom on the edge of her seat. Third babies tend to be FULL of personality, and our third at least keeps us laughing.

Lisa said...

Hehe, 3rd child = chaos. But they make up for it with total adorableness. Wait till the third one starts to walk and wants to play with the other ones' toys, its like Godzilla storming Tokyo.

Jess said...

You will do MORE than OK. Plus, from what I've heard, third children are often the easy ones. They are born into chaos so they learn early on to go with the flow!

d e v a n said...

You will do wonderful. :)

Erin said...

YOU, my sweet friend, will do fabulously. I look forward to you showing me how to do it, actually. Because you are wise and you don't even realize it.

Anonymous said...

Maybe you need to read some of your old posts about "craving" to have another baby.....You have crazy hormones takin' over your brain!!!

Sarah said...

Well... I was craving a successful PREGNANCY. The feeling of not being broken, reproductively speaking. And of course I was craving the baby smell and the tiny hands and the newness and all. I'm still craving that; who doesn't? That part is 100% bliss. It's just the logistics of infancy that are overwhelming, and I have to say, I worried about THAT part with every single pregnancy. I think you'll find that well documented! :)

CAQuincy said...

Just like Jess said, my third was born into the chaos and just went with the flow.

I totally get that kangaroo pouch mentality--yes, keeping the baby in your belly all safe and kicky is most surely the best way to carry him around. I think it's what I miss the most about being pregnant--I for sure knew where at least ONE of my kids was at all times!

Sarah said...

I do crave more KIDS and a bigger FAMILY, for sure. (Sorry to go on and on, but I always feel defensive on this subject- I don't want anyone to think I have subjected myself to this quest for pregnancy just because I'm so addicted to having a newborn around!)
Quite honestly, I am enjoying my kids at their current ages more than I ever did when they were babies. Even Addy, who was a DREAM baby, so easy- she is way more interesting and fun now, even with her drama and attitude.
Not that I DON'T love babies, I just find toddlers and preschoolers to be quite fascinating and to have developed enough self-reliance that I feel myself being freed slightly from the constant physical neediness and more able instead to concentrate on engaging with them and getting to know them better.

Fran said...

My third one isn't necessarily easy, but I have the help of her big brothers which I didn't have before. That part is amazing...to see them interact with her is heartwarming to the point of bursting with pride. I have to agree with the "born into chaos" comments; heck that's why my blog is named what it is!!

Tess said...

I laughed at the backbreaking newborn carseat. Isn't that the truth.

Reading this, I was all OMG THREE KIDS and then I remembered that half of the time *Tosc and I* have three kids. Um, oh yeah. So, it must not be that hard. Or something.

Giselle said...

My 3rd smiled WEEKS later than the other two...I think #1 smiled at 4 weeks, and #2 smiled around 5 weeks. Poor number 3 didn't give a real smile until week 7 or 8...and I'm positive it's because of all the time he spent in the sling. He never saw people's faces ;)

But now he's 2 and happy and jolly and giggly and really really funny. So apparently no harm done. Therefore...God bless the sling. And God bless 3rd kids...they take it all out of you, but they are so so so worth it!

Tracy said...

yay for three months!

and, may I suggest a moby wrap for a carrier this time? Its been wonderful! <3

Nowheymama said...

I have that recalled sling, too! And I still blame the suffocation on user error, not the sling itself. I don't want to give it up. *pout*